Harry Potter: This savior is a bit bad

Chapter 302 Lessons

It seemed that this "help" would take a long time, so I quickly called Draco and Harry and went back to the room.

"Dad obviously fell for it on purpose! He can distinguish even the slightest smell..."

For one thing, the elves’ sense of taste and smell far exceeds that of humans;

On the other hand, even without bloodline awakening, the Malfoy family's long-term training is enough to avoid the risk of being drugged!

"He's just using this as an excuse to get closer to mom...but mom won't reject him, so is it worth it to put yourself in danger?"

I also don’t quite understand the ins and outs of this.

"Maybe... it's to have more fun..."

Draco's face turned red and he rushed into the bathroom without waiting for me to ask.

By the way, just now because he was worried about his father, he also sniffed the smell of Fudge's wine from the rim of the cup.

Could it be that he was also infected?

I banged on the bathroom door. "Draco, are you okay?"

"Um……"

As I got closer, I lay down at the door and heard a few faint gasps and groans.

But Harry is still there...

Suddenly, the door was opened from the inside and I was pulled in.

The door was slammed shut again.

Draco's heavy breathing was right next to my ears, and my heart was beating violently like a drum.

His body was burning hot, and his neck was so red it looked like it was dripping with blood.

His platinum blond hair was wet from the cold water and stuck to his scalp.

“You’re so hot…”

His body was also wet, and his shirt stuck to his body, making him look very uncomfortable.

"let me help you……"

I lowered my head and carefully helped him unbutton his shirt.

It turns out that the boy has become so good in figure without realizing it...

He does not have the lush hair like Western men, but under his milky white skin are smooth muscle lines.

His eight abdominal muscles were neatly arranged, rising and falling slightly with his hot breathing.

As my eyes moved downward, his breathing became more rapid.

He curled up a lock of my hair and gently hooked it with his fingertips.

His grey eyes witnessed my helplessness.

"Who just said they wanted to come in and help me?"

There was a sly smile in the boy's eyes.

"I don't know either. This is the way to help..."

I seemed to be bewitched, and I couldn't help but reach out and touch his bulging muscles.

"So hard..."

It's completely different from a girl's body.

Before him, I had never met other people of the opposite sex of my age...

His muscles stiffened for a moment, and the skin on his neck seemed to be burning and became even redder.

"Stop touching me..." He couldn't stand my hands messing around.

My wrist was grabbed with great force, and I lost my balance and fell on him.

"The ground is too slippery..." My face was pressed against his chest, knowing full well that he couldn't stand any teasing at this moment.

"You..." Draco smiled helplessly: "Are you planning to drive me crazy?"

"No, Harry is still outside..."

He did not stop what he was doing: "Isn't that more to your liking? Little liar..."

"You!" This time it was my turn to panic. When did he become so bold?

I put my hands on his shoulders to stop him from going any further.

"Why do I feel like you are more excited than me?" he teased in my ear.

I pinched him viciously.

"Are you going to murder your husband?" Her wrists were restrained against her chest again.

Then he pushed me to the glass door of the bathroom.

"I really should teach you a lesson..."